Christmas and Forever (8 page)

Unable to help himself, Aidan let out a groan. He was surprised he hadn’t tackled her to the bed and feasted on those breasts the very second she released the bra.

Her eyes flew open at the break in silence. Uncertainty flashed in her eyes. “They’re too big, aren’t they?” She said it as if it was a flaw. Whatever had her thinking like that, he was going to remedy it.

“They’re not too big. They’re perfect, sweetheart.” He padded a finger across the tip of a dark nipple. It beaded under his touch. Lowering his head, Aidan kissed the sensitive bud. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more gorgeous pair of breasts before.” He would burn in hell for his betrayal of Sarah, but it was the honest truth. He cupped the soft mounds in each hand, enjoying the divine weight, so wondrously heavy in his palms and totally irresistible. He had to suck them tonight. Now. His cock throbbed in excitement.

Aidan lowered his head and drew a nipple between his lips. A decadent moan slid from Liya’s full lips. He sucked harder and fondled the left breast. He couldn’t believe it: Liya, sweet and generous, offering her ripe body to him this way. She writhed against him and stroked his hair, tiny mewling escaping her with each tug on the delicious flesh.

More. Dear God, he needed more. Her breasts were made for comforting a man. Aidan cinched an arm around her back and held her to his mouth.

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded. Liya laced her fingers through his hair, her breath coming out in rasps. He only had his mouth on her breasts and already she was this needy. His cock swelled at the possibilities. His balls grew heavy, brimming with sperm and begging for release inside Liya. Release. His mind shuddered at the thought, threatening to diminish the pleasure.

“Aidan,” she sighed, “I want to feel your hands on me. Down there.”

He steadied his gaze on her face, feeling almost certain he had spilled inside his briefs at her innocent request. Shaking, he caressed the inside of her thigh. His hand slid upward, cupping her sex though the thin layer of fabric that kept him from her moist flesh. Blood pounded in his ears and rushed to his cock. His mind teetered on the brink. He was touching Liya. Liya, his receptionist and the woman who refused to leave him to wallow in his misery. His hands were on her pussy. There was no going back now. When the three days were up, then he would pay the price for this hedonism.

Hands. She had asked for his hand to stroke her, but he would give her a lot more tonight. Aidan looked down at himself. He was a starving man, and Liya was the only one able to satiate him.

He needed to make sure she was ready for this. “If I touch you…” Aidan paused and arched a brow, echoing her words, “…
down there
, I won’t be able to stop. I need to get inside you, sweetheart.” He leveled his forehead to hers. “Can I fuck you?” he asked quietly. Not once in his entire life had he asked a woman so bluntly, but Liya was unlike any other woman he’d ever been attracted to.

He petted the apex of her thighs, awaiting a definite answer despite the assurances from earlier. Liya showed him by slipping out of her panties and tossing them to the floor. Aidan watched rapt in fascination. A part of him felt like he shouldn’t be there witnessing the breathtaking scene of Liya undressing. And yet, it was the one place he wanted to be the most. She knelt on the bed before him, her voluptuous body stark naked. A measure of guilt pulsed within him. Beneath all that bravado, Liya was just a young girl. He knew it, but not even that was enough to stop him from being selfish and accepting what she offered.

“Aidan, “ she whispered, cupping the side of his face. “This isn’t wrong, okay? You’re entitled to be happy, not just sometimes, but all the time.” She kissed him and gave a warm smile. “And remember what I promised you. You’re safe from me.”

Her words felt like tiny caresses fluttering over his heart. His Adam’s apple bobbed.

She was scaring the shit out of him. He mashed his lips to hers, terrified of what else she might say, lest she shatter the fragments of sanity he clung to. “Lay back and let me look at you,” he murmured against her lips.

She did as he commanded, although she was unable to disguise the tremor of fear from her pretty round face.

“Hey now. Don’t be scared. I’m not going to hurt you, sweetheart.” Aidan traced the curve of her upper thighs and slid his hand over the thin layer of curls above her sex. He was surprised that he still held the power of speech, what with such an adorable pussy displayed for his viewing. More important, he was surprised he hadn’t climaxed the moment she splayed her thighs and allowed him a glimpse of her wet and slickened cunt. Aidan squeezed his cock from inside his jeans. It was engorged–– painfully so. He had never reached this point before, physically aching to be inside a pussy. He prayed that he would be able to last more than a minute inside Liya’s virgin cunt, after so many years of celibacy.

He hooked his hands beneath her knees and held her open until her sex was spread wide and he could see the juices glistening on her folds. Her clitoris was puffy and distended with arousal. He peeked at her, saw her nibble that kissable bottom lip. In anticipation and excitement? Better be. Aidan groaned and pinned his focus once again between her thighs. Using two fingers he spread her pussy lips apart, then blew a soft kiss on the delicate bundle of nerves that ripened and plumped for him. Such a sweet little pussy, and the fullest clit he’d ever seen on any woman. So fucking juicy, awaiting his mouth or cock sliding against it.

Liya whimpered as he dotted kisses along the slit. Aidan delved his middle finger into her drenched opening. Her lips parted in shock and a loud sigh of pleasure escaped her. The sound sent shock waves through him. “No one’s ever touched you like this either, sweetheart?” He didn’t wait for a response and added another finger, thrusting against her barrier. Eyes closed, he took a deep calming breath, praying for restraint. Her cunt was tiny, more so than he expected, he thought feeling the heat rising in his neck. “I didn’t think you’d be this small,” he said throatily, pumping gently within her. .

Her eyes glossed and she mumbled something he couldn’t understand. In her fever pitch, Aidan doubted she could form a coherent thought. He kissed her soft cheeks. She was lovely and he hoped she stayed exactly the way she was. His Liya. His chest swelled with pride at the intimacy she allowed him.

“Aidan,” she moaned.

“Hush.” He withdrew his fingers, content to simply pet and fondle her pussy. It was a sweet torture he devised for himself despite the protest of his aching cock, wishing to get free and have a go between her legs. “Do you need more, sweetheart? Are my fingers not enough for you?”

She arched her back and spread her legs wider. “No. I need more, please.”

Please
. How sweetly she said it, too. He kissed her nape and rolled the swollen bud between his fingertips. “I should be the one down on my knees begging. Tell me you won’t regret this decision, Liya. Tell me so I can feel your wetness all over my cock.”

Her teeth chattered. “S-swear I won’t.”

Aidan nodded. No matter what happened he had to maintain some form of control. He couldn’t release inside her. “I don’t have any condoms. I didn’t expect this Christmas surprise.” Honeyed moisture trickled onto his fingers. Condom or not, he had to know what she felt like.

She twined her arms around his neck and undulated her hips, seeking more of his fingers. “I just finished my period. It should be safe.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “Plus, I could never have any regrets with you.”

His throat felt tight. When this was all over, he was going to make sure she never wanted for a single thing in life. It was the only way he could show her what she meant to him. Anything else was impossible.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” he rasped. God, it was hard to speak.

Her lips widened into a sensuous smile as she lay backwards and splayed her thighs. “I’ve wanted you for a long time, Aidan.”

Her words…She was strikingly honest, uncaring and looking so damn innocent, as if she had no idea how painful it was for him to maintain control.

He tugged the shirt over his head and scrutinized her reaction. “Do I meet with your approval?” He hoped he could compete with the younger men in her eyes.

She lounged on her elbows and nodded. “You do. But that’s not the reason I like and admire you. I’d still feel the same way about you if you were fifty pounds heavier with a head full of gray hair.”

Aidan gaped in astonishment. He felt her words down to his soul. He kept silent, for the moment, afraid he would say something to turn his entire world and direction in life on its heels. She was too much of a temptation.

He opened the belt. The room echoed with a deafening silence, save for Liya’s sharp intake of breath as he pulled the jeans and briefs past his hips. He had already told her he wouldn’t allow her to see his leg. There was something primitive, dark about having Liya deliciously naked on his bed while he remained almost fully clothed, with nothing but his cock thrusting forward, ready to fuck the naked siren lying on his bed. For once, Liya was at his mercy.

“Do I still meet with your approval?” Aidan fisted the base and squeezed the tip, drawing out droplets of pre-cum. His cock jerked at the feel of her eyes on him.

She moaned quietly and sank a tooth into her lip. Aidan groaned when she flicked her tongue across the injury. He wanted to taste those lips.

Standing at the foot of the bed, he drew her legs around his waist. He wanted to see her face the moment he rammed into her wet pussy and tore through her virginity.

Liya welded her arms about his neck as Aidan lowered his head and locked his lips to hers. Grasping his cock, he slid it up and down between her slickened folds. She was burning him. He wasn’t even an inch inside and she was threatening to scorch him, render him helpless.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, his lips against soft tendrils of hair, hovering above her earlobe. Straightening, he flexed his hips and surged forward, tearing through the bundle of tissues. Oh. God. He squeezed his eyes shut. His cock swelled and throbbed with a pulsating feral need. The onslaught of emotions and pleasure held him prisoner. Aidan threw his head back and looked up at the ceiling. Withdrawing, Aidan thrust deep again then repeated the action, driving into Liya without a single thought.

“Aidan,” she cried. “Not so hard.” The breath lodged in his throat as he gazed at the woman beneath him. Big eyes, sparkling with tears, stared back at him. Summoning his last vestiges of strength, Aidan slowed his pace and swept his lips along her collarbone.

“I won’t hurt you again.” He gave a tentative thrust. Liya mewled. He thrust again, steadily picking up the pace as her face scrunched and her lips parted.
That’s right
. He fucked her harder and watched as she rose on her elbows and rolled her hips, drawing him in deeper. Her pussy was tighter than a vise and his cock appreciated it like nothing else.

Liya dug her fingertips in the linen and clasped her ankles around his ass. She braced forward and clapped her palm to his face, her lips parting to form an
o
with each thrust. “It feels good now,” she purred.

He plowed her in frenzy, his hips slamming ferociously into hers. “You like being fucked, sweetheart? Your pussy is stretching for me, Liya.” He jammed a hand beneath her ass and lifted her to take every inch of him. “So soft and willing beneath me. Tell me how much you like having a cock in your cunt.”

She moaned and clung to him, gyrating her hips in passion. “I love it. I still can’t believe you’re inside me. You don’t know how many nights I thought about you and wondered what it would feel like.”

Jesus. He was already on the edge and now she was telling him for so many months she had been thinking about his prick pumping into her virgin cunt. Had she also imagined him filling her up with cum? Aidan hung his head and cupped the side her face, holding her gaze. He withdrew completely and pressed his forehead to hers, then rammed his cock into her pussy with every ounce of his strength.

Her mouth opened and the room echoed with her scream. Six long years he’d gone without feeling a woman’s warmth. He was going to milk this for all its worth. He did it again and again until she was openly sobbing and grinding her hips like a madwoman. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. When his need threatened to reach a fevered pitch, he felt her walls pulsate around him. His cock responded in turn and expanded outside her womb.

“Look at me,” he ordered, holding himself rigid.

She met his gaze. Tiny beads of sweat dotted her forehead and the valley between her breasts. Aidan leaned forward and twisted his fist about her hair.

She shook her head again. Her lips trembled. Aidan chanced a glance between their entwined bodies. He wanted to come inside her. He wanted to see his semen dripping from her cunt. He clenched his jaw. “You’re making it too damn easy to forget everything,” he bit out. Her cunt pulsed and squeezed his cock a little tighter. He ground his hips into her and thrust hard. Faster and faster he pumped until he heard himself ask, “You want to know what it’s like to have a man release inside you and fill your pussy with his cum?” And he knew he had lost the war against sanity.

“Yours,” she moaned. “Only yours. I want you to come inside me. I want it so much.”

Over the edge. He couldn’t stop the tide that followed. He hovered over her quivering frame, held her waist and rammed his cock to the hilt, driving her deeper and deeper into the mattress with the force of each thrust. “I’m going to unload inside you, sweetheart. I’m going to be the first man to wet your little cunt with sperm. You’ll always remember me, Liya, no matter what.”

Her fingers clawed at his back, her hips pushed upward and her pussy held him in the tightest vise. “Oh God, Aidan. Please. Give it to me, please.”

He groaned and pummeled into her, until he felt her walls clench and her body stiffen, taut as a bowstring. “Come for me, Liya. That’s it baby. Let me feel how much you want it. Show me how much you like having me fuck you this hard.”. Aidan felt his balls draw up and cum shoot out of his penis. Her scream shattered the air as sanity crashed into him like a fist to the gut. Without missing a beat, Aidan withdrew and grasped his cock, watching the semen spill out onto his fingertips. Panting, he stole a glance at Liya. Bad idea. She was staring at him in hurt and confusion, her focus slowly drifting to his cock. Dear God. The fucking thing was still ejaculating seed all over his hand.